An hour before midnight: It’s raining, and it’s just cold enough for the water to freeze shortly after falling. I’m trying to find a spot to set up my tripod that won’t be obscured by the crowds, as well as not fall on my ass repeatedly on the slick ground as I search. Despite being urged not to bring their own fireworks to the display, random asshats members of the public are spending the last hour before the display shooting up their own cheap-o stuff, filling the air with smoke. As if the haze hanging in the air already wasn’t bad enough. Extra asshat points to the person who managed to shoot the police boat with his fireworks.

Wuhey, I didn’t mess up my settings this time! Happy new year, everyone!